Hu Chan instantly fell silent.
"When you said you'd give me an extra third, did you mean just this once, or..."
"Whenever you come out to help me kill these Small Gods from now on, I'll give you an extra third."
"You get what you pay for. Helping me kill Small Gods obviously comes at a separate price."
Hu Chan swallowed.
Why was Qin Siyang so generous?
These were Titan Reed Inner Leaf Fragments!
He'd raised the payment just like that?!
Was Qin Siyang filthy rich?
"I recorded our conversation just now, so no backing out! Qin Siyang, you..."
Qin Siyang raised a hand to stop Hu Chan.
"I'm not particularly fond of you calling me by my full name."
"Hu Chan, how old are you?"
"Eighteen."
"We're about the same age. Just call me Brother Qin."
Hu Chan licked his lips. "I'm the Holy Son of the World Salvation Church. Calling you Brother Qin would sound a little too mercenary if anyone overheard. Is there another title I could use?"
Hu Chan hadn't rejected Qin Siyang's suggestion.
Even though Qin Siyang looked somewhat bossy, Hu Chan wasn't the slightest bit displeased.
The pay was simply too good.
Qin Siyang thought for a moment and said, "You can call me President Qin, either as a company president or an association president."
"A company president? You own other businesses?"
"Of course."
Qin Siyang leaned back, draping one hand over the backrest and toying with the Lie Detector's bird with the other.
"I own a Laboratory Building at Southern Glory."
"An entire Laboratory Building?!"
Qin Siyang gave him a confirming look.
Then he smiled faintly, keeping his achievements to himself.
Hu Chan lowered his gaze in thought, as though recalling something.
"I visited Southern Glory a couple of days ago, but I